stop, don't move

Although the man's breathing was unstable, his voice was still cold. Qiao Le stood there stupidly, not daring to move more.He has always been cautious, and he has no courage to gamble on the authenticity of this gun.

Wen Shiyan hesitated looking at the little boy with his hands raised in front of him, but it was only a moment before he made his choice. He still held the gun and walked towards Qiao Le, suppressing the discomfort in his body. Qiao Le felt that his raised hands About to fall.

God, is this a terrorist, he should have called 110 beforehand, he didn't want to die.

The man was wearing leather shoes, and the sound of "stamping" seemed to be stepping on Qiao Le's heart. Qiao Le saw his suit and leather shoes clearly, and felt that he was not a terrorist for a while.

Since it's not good, this person doesn't look like a poor person.For Qiao Le, apart from money grabbers, there is no one in this world that he feels is more terrifying than terrorists.

Wen Shiyan's breathing became more and more chaotic, and he walked quickly to the boy who raised his hands high, and threw him down. Hearing the sound of the back of his head hitting the ground, he felt sorry in his heart. Wen Shiyan quickly covered the boy's mouth, Let him just let out a weak muffled grunt, and put the pistol on the boy's temple without hesitation.

"Stay still and be quiet."

Although the man's chest was heaving violently, the words he spit out made people fall into the coldness of the ice cellar. Qiao Le nodded immediately in fear, and a chill came over his heart. He was very afraid that the man's gun would go off, and he would die very soon. Ugly, Qiao Le thought, his body trembled involuntarily.

He can not care about everything, and can face everything with an indifferent attitude, but there are two things that prevent him from being indifferent: one is life, and the other is money.

Qiao Le nodded desperately and looked at the man in horror. He tried to see the man's face clearly, but he could only see a hazy face.

"Help me." The man clung to Qiao Le's ear. The heavy panting made Qiao Le's ears itch, and half of his body became stiff. The man continued: "Nod, or shake your head. I can give you a sum of money." .”

Qiao Le was shaken when he heard the money, he really needed money, maybe this man wanted him to cover him to leave... Qiao Le nodded after thinking for a long time, he couldn't see the strong desire/fire in the man's eyes in the dark night at all .

Wen Shiyan breathed a sigh of relief, no matter whether the student could think of what he was going to do, he had already agreed.

"Don't make a sound, don't move."

Wen Shiyan coaxed, he could clearly see the boy's bright eyes, it seemed that he really didn't understand his so-called help, Wen Shiyan put his hand under Qiao Le's neck, and lowered his head to capture his lips.

The warmth on his lips made Qiao Le understand what was about to happen. He was a little astonished, and then he thought of the strangeness of the man, but this man was too calm... He didn't care about thinking, Qiao Le was even more afraid, as if he was about to The slaughtered prey usually struggles violently.

Wen Shiyan pressed the gun hard against Qiao Le's waist. Qiao Le dared not move again due to the pain, his brows were slightly frowned, and he regretted that he didn't tuck the hem of the sweater into his trousers. The dagger may have already pierced his lower back.

"If you speak out again, I don't guarantee that no one will come to kill us." Wen Shiyan said without emotion, paused and then continued: "I can definitely kill you before doing it, so be obedient."

Wen Shiyan knew it was shameless to threaten people like this, but he couldn't bear it anymore, and he needed to vent immediately.Feeling that the boy under him had indeed calmed down, Wen Shiyan couldn't wait to take his pants down to his thighs. Qiao Le felt a gust of cold wind rubbing against his legs, and couldn't help shivering. Wen Shiyan knew he was afraid , Putting her lips together again, Qiao Le turned her head away.

"You do it, don't kiss me."

Facing the men's threats, Qiao Le chose to compromise, but it didn't mean that he and this strange man were going to do things between lovers.

"It will hurt, bear with it, or you can bite my hand."

……

His brain lost his thoughts for a moment, his eyes were filled with gold stars, Qiao Le scratched the ground with his ten fingers, and the cracked nails did not reduce his pain by half.

When the assault was about to end, Qiao Lehu bit the hand covering his mouth hard, and tears rolled down from the end of his eyes.

Wen Shiyan didn't ejaculate in Qiao Le's body. After finishing, he tidied up his clothes, took out two cards and stuffed them into Qiao Le's hands.

"The password of the bank card is six zeros, and my contact information is on the business card. If you need anything, you can contact me."

"Feel sorry."

These were Wen Shiyan's last words before he left.